Broken Bed

During the younger years a favourite past-time for the kids was to tumble around and have boisterous play on our double-bed. Ayah and me will sometimes be participants or even be referees if it got too rough. I thought now I could spend quiet time in bed minus the playful kids.

It is far from the truth; we always have bed parasites now called the big kids. Once while waiting for everyone to get ready for the evening prayer I lied down on the bed. Then ayah lied down as well. Later came the bed parasite namely Mameh and Bubba. They started boisterous play again, Ayah included.

Suddenly the wooden plank supporting the bed broke. I was so suprised. The bed felt like jello. Everybody was chased off the bed. Now there is a new family rule: no boisterous play in bed.

Dik Yan was not around then, that saved the poor bed from total destruction.

Mary Poppins

It is not only in the movies that you will find Mary Poppins. Dik Yan is our very own Miss Poppins. We had a company training session over one weekend at Avillion Hotel, Port Dickson. It was a very short stay and we really did not have a chance to enjoy its many facilities. During the last day Ayah was so exhausted from the training and the paint ball activity included that he decided to have a quick snooze before the drive home. Dik Yan and I had a quick walkabout around the area in the drizzle. The wind was getting stronger and we had to hold on tightly onto our umbrella. I am glad our Miss Poppin didnt fly away.

Roti canai

The whole gang just loves roti canai. Each has a unique way of eatingthem.

Ayah likes it banjir style with lots of gravy and sambal thrown in.

Mameh the standard style. He will just dip lightly in the gravy.

Bubba will cut a big piece, roll it, press it small, shove it in his mouth, and make it look like a small bite. And if you get an opportunity to see his cheek you know it is really not that small.

Dik Yan will dip her roti canai in half boiled eggs. That will make some people's hair stand.

As for me I will put sugar in my dahl gravy. Exactly like how Tokki would do it. Without the sugar it is really not roti canai. And I refuse to do away with it. Once there was a sugar crisis, people around me would stare as I put sugar in my dahl. It is just a small amount. Anyway I have been saving sugar all this while by having unsweetened drinks.